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Dear Unknown Lady,

I don’t know who you are, but I know you’re an angel.

At the height of rush hour heading towards Denver, just past the Church Ranch exit, there was a beautiful dog in the road.  I don’t know if he was your dog, but I know he was someone’s dog.  He was silvery and fluffy and looked like he had some husky and maybe some shepherd in him.  And he was trapped against the center median, with cars speeding by at 65 mph, no doubt missing him by only a hair or a miracle.

Other cars had stopped.  But you did it.  You pulled your truck over on the shoulder, and got out.  You called to him with happiness and enthusiasm, in just such a way that he wouldn’t panic any more than he already no doubt was.  The cars at the critical point decided that this dog’s life was more important than getting someplace two minutes sooner, and stopped, allowing him to gallop across the road to you. He looked absolutely joyful.  And you clapped and encouraged and praised him and he leapt easily into your truck.

And he lived.  Uninjured.

Maybe he had been in your truck and had jumped out somehow.  Maybe he was left behind by someone.  Maybe he was someone’s darling who got loose, like our Champ did once – he miraculously made it to the other side of the highway that time too, and another angel lady helped him.  (Those husky mixes can really be escape artists.)

Champ as a puppy.

But that doesn’t matter.  What does matter is that you took the time to save a beautiful dog.  One beautiful soul rescuing another.

It made my day.  I thank you.  And your fuzzy buddy thanks you.

It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No, it’s….our illustrious president. Yes, that’s right, Barack Obama himself is up there in that helicopter, hovering above Pearl Street in Boulder. This is about as close as I’ll likely ever get to him.

Traffic was a total disaster trying to get to Job #2, since my route takes me right through the CU Campus, which was closed in every direction since that’s where he was speaking. It put me in a foul mood and I’m sure I brought a whole bunch of bad carma (yes, that’s an intentional spelling) on myself.

But oddly enough, his presence brought a very unusual energy to town. Traffic was sparse. People were pulling off the road, or sitting on the curb, just hoping to get a glimpse of the helicopter or the motorcade. Police in patrol cars and unmarked vehicles were everywhere, just keeping a weather eye. It was somehow strangely quiet, as if time had stopped for just a little while. It was pretty cool.

Up above Boulder, Colorado.

Quote of the Day: “We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even a fiercer life, life because of our quiet.” —  W.B. Yeats

Daily gratitudes:
Pulling the cord to make the Stop Request sign on the bus light up
Sunset over the mountains
New shoes
Picket fences

January 2021


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